MY TEAM, a rising
Sniffing among papers, did the wise doctrine of carrying my eyes to focus on a few last notes, of which many times by chance or by luck emerge from a messy pile, filed in the neglect, never forgotten. They were referring to last season, for the same dates, the garden of words that adorned the plot acuartillada drew two colors white, black and red, like the old account books expressing the debits and credits. Loose began writing and spaced, clutching uneasily as ending the paper, making his constant red, in a near-final abandonment of the mentally holding my thoughts at that time ordered to transcribe. Remember your worships that all gave good results for our first gold, as lame and crippled a team, fought too much to get the stay, not just rotations, because of retirements, injuries and other misfortunes, anxiety spits me to blood-red words: Simien, sweet that robs a child, lies and deceptions in their flight from Cáceres, Moos , a warrior who did not work, no wanted to risk their numbers because of an injury, Baker, the great master was broken, could only help from the bench, the rest did what they could and turned the words in red: overload, incompetence arbitration , economic crisis formations similar to that made us put our hair like hooks. All this, got me thinking, though comparisons are odious, I can not but recognize that this end of the regular has been much more enjoyable, we are the second best team in the second round, we will crown one of the best spells, has been swept the tower, which is not the same as we steal the chickens, successful signings, a joint army, gone are the days of Pancho Villa, the lesions very well managed, we now have Mr. Dedas, strength and support reinforcement the play, good management, considering the times and most importantly, the illusion of a hobby delivered, eager to renew botos the ACB. Sorry for Messrs. Ford Burgos, but with all my respect I have to announce, "Gentlemen, my team is a rising, especially seeing the blue bag holding his hands at the gates of Almaraz, not contained within, or that was done in Navalmoral spell, but I'm in nose all this pay the piper as the Spaniards, is what has atomized warriors face we see in Burgos.
Guardian Tower.
Sniffing among papers, did the wise doctrine of carrying my eyes to focus on a few last notes, of which many times by chance or by luck emerge from a messy pile, filed in the neglect, never forgotten. They were referring to last season, for the same dates, the garden of words that adorned the plot acuartillada drew two colors white, black and red, like the old account books expressing the debits and credits. Loose began writing and spaced, clutching uneasily as ending the paper, making his constant red, in a near-final abandonment of the mentally holding my thoughts at that time ordered to transcribe. Remember your worships that all gave good results for our first gold, as lame and crippled a team, fought too much to get the stay, not just rotations, because of retirements, injuries and other misfortunes, anxiety spits me to blood-red words: Simien, sweet that robs a child, lies and deceptions in their flight from Cáceres, Moos , a warrior who did not work, no wanted to risk their numbers because of an injury, Baker, the great master was broken, could only help from the bench, the rest did what they could and turned the words in red: overload, incompetence arbitration , economic crisis formations similar to that made us put our hair like hooks. All this, got me thinking, though comparisons are odious, I can not but recognize that this end of the regular has been much more enjoyable, we are the second best team in the second round, we will crown one of the best spells, has been swept the tower, which is not the same as we steal the chickens, successful signings, a joint army, gone are the days of Pancho Villa, the lesions very well managed, we now have Mr. Dedas, strength and support reinforcement the play, good management, considering the times and most importantly, the illusion of a hobby delivered, eager to renew botos the ACB. Sorry for Messrs. Ford Burgos, but with all my respect I have to announce, "Gentlemen, my team is a rising, especially seeing the blue bag holding his hands at the gates of Almaraz, not contained within, or that was done in Navalmoral spell, but I'm in nose all this pay the piper as the Spaniards, is what has atomized warriors face we see in Burgos.
Guardian Tower.
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